Vitari Angelini knows selling a cache of Battaglia guns to a drug lord is not what Francis would call legal, but he'll never find out. Besides, it's for a good cause: Francis's happy ever after.

Happy endings aren't for the likes of Vitari, and with his fake death recently exposed, it's a matter of time before his father sends assassins. But when the gun deal goes wrong, blowing their cover, all thoughts of a happy ending turn to dust in a desperate dash for the Colombian border.

The net is closing, there's nowhere left to run, Colombia is not the place to hide when you're the son of the notorious mafia don, and on top of everything. .

. Francis has a secret.

A secret that will change their futures. A secret that has Vitari wondering.

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whose side is Francis on?*Francis hoped Panama would be a fresh start. Again.

But Vitari's not interested in settling down or trying to blend in. Whatever he's doing that keeps him away most nights, it's definitely illegal.

Then there's the issue of the phone call . .

. Francis should tell Vitari, but a confession like his might end them.

Thoughts of a future soon take a back seat when they're hunted out of Panama and Vitari is taken for ransom. The mafia life they've tried to run from refuses to let them go.

If ever there was a time to fight for love, it's now. But to save Vitari, Francis is going to have to be everything he fears, and secretly desires.

There are few men more dangerous than one in love, and on the road to Hell. Giancarlo and the Battaglia, Sasha and the DeSica.

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They're about to wish they'd never met a once-naive English priest. Because Father Francis Scott will go to Hell to save his angel.

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